Fang Yi and Mo Bujue stood facing each other, the silence between them was palpable, you could hear a pin drop.
After a long while, Fang Yi spoke in an uncertain tone, "What did you say? Say it again, I didn't quite catch it just now."
Mo Bujue chuckled, speaking slowly with exasperation, "You are not allowed to set foot in Moon City for the next three years." He deliberately raised his voice a bit.
"Oh, that's what you meant…"
Fang Yi adopted a look of sudden realization and then laughed, "But what if I come back?"
The smile slowly faded on Mo Bujue's handsome face, "Then I'm sorry, even though I consider myself magnanimous, people who go against my will never end well."
"Oh really? What about this, then?"
Fang Yi supported Hua Huiyue on his back with one hand, while the other suddenly reached out and pinched Mo Bujue's cheek, pulling up a wad of flesh.
Swish, swish!
All of a sudden, dozens of people rushed out from nearby, armed with guns, all aiming at Fang Yi.
